CATCHALL/OVERFLOW FOR MEMES

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[Junkrat half-laughs at the sound of that stammering, the sound like sandpaper; he pushes the machine's back against the door roughly, and starts attempting to strip him.]

Looks like I got the upper hand this time, 'eh, bot?

[tekhartha]

[Zenyatta's back slams hard against the door. In the next moment there are hands scrabbling at his hips; there's the sound of fabric straining, metal scuffing metal, and before he knows it his pants are around his ankles.]

Jamie- hold on a moment-- [His voice skips a beat. He's already trying to grab Jamie's shoulders, hands, anything, just to get him to slow down.]

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[Jamison gives a growl of frustration when the machine grabs his hands, and he stops short, narrowing his eyes at him.]

What?!

[tekhartha]

[But he does stop, and that is what makes the lasting impression on Zenyatta. He wrangles his tone into something like his usual calm.]

You are quite alright? Not hurt, or angry with me?

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[Well, yeah. He's not a creep.

... he doesn't even realize that that particular train of thought implies his belief in Zenyatta's sentience.

He rolls his eyes, grumbling.]

I'm fine! How the hell would you've-- no, no no no, just forget it, awright? I'm fine! Now can we get this show on the road or what?

[tekhartha]

[That, in fact, is what snags on Zenyatta's attention the most; until now he has seemed, for the most part, to be- well- a sex object, there entirely for Jamie's gratification.

This, though... still recovering, he manages a light, almost (but not quite) adoring laugh.]

In that case... please. [He spreads his palms, guiding them down his body as if in display.] Be my guest.

[the real question is will he figure out the modesty panel]